Remember following an MC member I knew back from Gympie, Me on the Evo Softy, him on a shovel. After a while following him at 150 km/h, my glasses were fogging up. The reason became apparent at the next fuel stop when I found he'd been leaking a mist of oil which I'd been riding in. On the next leg, his number plate decided it'd had enough and jumped ship, taking a chip out of my tank as it went past.Then, 10 kms outside Marlborough, the drain plug on his carb also jumped ship. Had to bring him some fuel back in a tin.When we got to Marlborough, he found the oil that he'd been misting me with earlier was also soaking his formerly dry clutch. I rode on to Townsville alone.Most of the shovel guys ended up on Evos because reliability.